Wooden Horse (live)

Wooden Horse -Damien Rice

Don't ask me what I think of you

I spill my mind

Don't try and ask me what I am

I am mine

So don't ask me what I think of you

'Til I change my mind

You don't understand a thing I do

That brings stain to my eye

I keep sticking my finger in

I keep stamping it down

'Cause you build a thousand walls

All you need is nine Yeah

Your rode her like a wooden horse

A hundred a hundred times

So don't ask me what I think of you

'Cause I'm not your kind

Write down all those little things I do wrong

That brings a stain to my eye

I keep sticking my finger in

I keep stamping it down

'Cause you build a thousand walls

All you need is nine Yeah

Your rode her like a wooden horse

A hundred a hundred a hundred times

You're not listening

I'm talking

If you don't wanna be here

Start walking

I'd eat your head

If I'm hungry

I'm hungry

I am

'Cause you build a thousand walls

All you need is nine Yeah

Your rode her like a wooden horse

A thousand and a hundred and a hundred

'Cause you build a thousand walls

All you need is Are you need is nine

Your rode her like a wooden horse

A hundred a hundred a hundred times